Wow, its been forever since I updated last. I am so sorry everyone! I wont list all the reasons this story got pushed to the side. A lot of things have changed in my life and that needed to be dealt with before I could properly focus on this. I hope everyone likes this chapter. It may have something that a lot of people have been waiting for.

So please enjoy, let me know what you think! Hopefully I've lived up to everyone's expectations!

The sun had just dipped below the tree line when Eric, Godric, and Pam came out of the dining room. They had locked the door and though we had been able to hear them talking, neither Sookie or I could distinguish any words. Their faces were grim as they entered the kitchen where we sat with Evan. Pam brushed past us hardly acknowledging our presence.

"You're leaving?" I questioned, catching Godric's hand as he made his way past.

He looked down at me with hard eyes "we have little choice, Alyssa. They will know by now that you were near their nest. If we do not strike now, they will."

I flinched at the cool tone of his voice. Eric as well was cold and hard as Sookie tried to coax information from him.

"Well what can Sookie and I do? I wont just wait here hoping you'll come back," I huffed, becoming irritated with his anger.

I of course understood that Sookie and I had made things more difficult for them, that we had forced their hands. But it wasn't like we had gone out with the intention of screwing everything up. We had managed to find their nest and get away unharmed. Surely that counted for something? He couldn't honestly expect us to twiddle our thumbs while they went out and risked their undead lives for us.

Apparently that was exactly what Eric thought "the two of you have done enough. You will put the lock code into the security system as soon as we have left the building and you will wait here until we return. Is that understood?"

Sookie scowled at him, as upset about the idea as I was. After a moment, however, she decided against arguing with him and nodded.

I opened my mouth to argue, if she wasn't going to say something, someone should. But Godric laid a hand lightly on my shoulder, "you need to understand, Alyssa, if I am worried about you getting hurt, I will not be focusing on the fight. I need you here, safe."

I considered pointing out that he didn't need to protect me, but up against a nest of vampires, he probably would. I hated the idea of having to wait, hoping that he would come back in one piece, but I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I was the reason he got hurt. So I heaved a sigh and nodded "fine. But you had better come back unhurt."

Godric quirked an eyebrow and shared a look with Eric, "I will do my best."

A moment later they had whisked out the door.

The three of us sat in tense silence for a long time after they left, none of us quite knowing what to do. Evan, as unwilling as she was to leave us alone, went to bed sometime after midnight. Sookie and I were much more used to staying up through the night and spent much of it pacing the house and reassuring each other that they would be alright.

It was nearly 4 in the morning when we gave up trying to keep each other from worrying too much and went to our separate rooms.

I sat in the centre of Godric's bed, wearing one of his button down shirts, and worried. I had bit my nails to the quick and chewed my lip raw. I needed to focus on something else, I decided. I searched the room for something to occupy my mind but came up empty. I was too distracted to read a book or to go downstairs and watch late night television. So I turned my concentration to picking up a book from one of the many shelves in Godric's room. Then I added another, and another. Soon there were fifteen odd books floating about the room. I kept adding more until I could barely focus enough to keep them in the air. They moved about in twisting patterns, occasionally flipping open. I would replace one on the shelf only to lift another from somewhere else in the room. It was good practice, strengthening my powers, and it took too much space in my mind to leave room to worry about Godric.

It was getting dangerously close to the sun being up, and I had begun to think that they wouldn't make it back, if they were coming back at all, when the bedroom door opened. My head whipped around and my concentration broke sending books crashing to the floor. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I hoped none of them were damaged. Some of the books in Godric's collection were quite old and likely priceless.

But there he was, standing in the doorway. He was covered in blood and dirt, however, and I couldn't tell if it was his or if it was from someone else.

"Godric!" I gasped, flying off the bed towards him "are you alright? There's so much blood."

Godric nodded slowly and gingerly made his way towards the bathroom. "Not all of it is mine, little one."

"What can I do?" I urged, following after him.

Godric pulled his shirt off, dropping it onto the cool tiles of the bathroom. My hands flew up to cover my mouth in surprise. He had several long gashes about his back and it looked like someone had taken a chunk out of his shoulder. "I just need to wash the blood off, Alyssa. Truely, I am fine."

I snorted and moved past him to turn the sink on "you are far from fine, Godric!"

"I will heal in time," he replied, reaching for a washcloth from the cabinet.

Godric winced as the movement pulled on the thick cuts along his back. "Please just sit and let me help you Godric," I insisted.

Godric hesitated for a moment but sat on the edge of the tub and quirked an eyebrow at me. I wet the cloth and went about gently rubbing the blood and dirt from his face and upper body. My heart sank at the thought of how much pain he must have been in, were he a human he would need medical attention, possibly a skin graft judging by how big the wound on his shoulder was.

Some of his wounds were gradually stitching themselves closed but the worst of them were unchanged and still oozed blood. I pointed this out to him when I had gotten the worst of the blood and dirt off but he shrugged it off. "Large wounds take longer to heal," he mumbled.

"You need to drink some blood" I urged. I had been kneeling between his knees but I rocked back onto my heels so I could catch his eye.

"We have only synthetic blood and it will do little in the way of speeding my recovery," he admitted, not meeting my gaze.

I bit my lip, I had been so glad that he had made it home in one piece, it hadn't hit me until then how bad off he was. I wondered briefly if Eric and Pam were both alright but pushed them from my mind. Eric had Sookie looking after him and Pam was fully capable of finding a human to feed from if she needed to.

"You can feed from me," I offered quietly, staring down at my feet.

Godric sighed "do not feel obligated to offer little one. I will do without."

I peeked up to meet his eyes and realized how much I wanted him to. He had protected me countless times, not to mention Evan. Not to mention he had given me his blood before I even understood how important that had been.

So I shook my head and placed my hand on his arm "I don't feel obligated to, Godric. I want you to. I want to help you. There was a time where you gave me your blood when you didn't have to. Let me do that for you too."

Godric was silent for several minutes, thinking it over. "You are sure this is alright with you?"

I pulled my hair to one side and tilted my head to expose my neck to him and waited. Godric raised his hand to cup my cheek gently and drew me towards him. He pressed his lips against mine in a searing kiss that left me breathless. Slowly, giving me every opportunity to draw back, he mouth along the side of my jaw and down my neck. He paused again, lips barely brushing against the sensitive skin of my neck. My stomach did a nervous flop, if I wanted to back out, that was my last chance. I shook off the nerves, I trusted Godric not to hurt me, so I braided my hands through the short hair at the base of his head, encouraging him.

There was a sharp pain of his fangs piercing my skin and I couldn't help the gasp that fell from my mouth. Godric groaned against my skin and the hand that had been cupping my cheek slid back to grasp the back of my neck. His other arm wound around my waist and pulled me up so I was pressed tightly against him. I whimpered lowly at the sensation of him drinking my blood. It was wholly different from being attacked in the alley, it was not painful and I wasn't panicking as I thought I might have. It was a strange mix between a pleasurable feeling and painful.

I could feel Godric becoming aroused and bit back a moan as he ground into me. The hand that was pressed against my back slipped down to cup my ass, pressing me impossibly tighter against him. Godric pulled back from my neck a moment later, lapping up the blood that was left. He loosed his grip on my neck enough that I could look at him. He stared down at me with a hungry expression. His pupils were blown, leaving almost nothing of the iris showing and his lips were parted and stained red. Aside from a small bit of blood in the corner of his mouth, he had been remarkably clean about it.

I tilted my head up to capture his lips, forgetting in an instant that it was my blood on his lips. Our lips moved against eachother in a way that left me breathless. He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth for a moment and let his teeth graze against the sensitive skin as he pulled back.

Without warning I was suddenly off of the ground and in Godric's arms. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his hips and clung onto him as he carried me. He set me down on the edge of the bathroom counter, hand on my hip to hold me there.

Godric made quick work of the buttons on the shirt I was wearing, brushing it open as soon as it was undone. The shirt fell from my shoulders and I impatiently shook it off. My bra quickly followed it to the floor. I arched my back into his touch as his hands caressed my breasts. His fingers teased and rolled my nipples as his tongue darted across my lips. I opened my mouth eagerly to his and groaned at the feeling of his tongue against mine.

My hands ran along the smooth planes of his chest, dancing across his muscles. I scraped my nails down his sternum causing him to shudder with pleasure. He tugged at the waist band of the shorts as if he was asking permission. As if he thought I might stop him. I lifted myself off of the counter slightly to allow him to pull my shorts down which he did in a quick motion. I inhaled sharply as I lowered myself back onto the counter. The cold of the counter against my backside had been unexpected. But Godric's heated gaze soon had me forgetting about it. He stared down at me, naked before him, with hungry eyes. His hands caressed along the inside of my thighs, encouraging me to spread my legs. I could hardly think between his hands on me and his gaze pinning me in place. Painfully slow, his hands made their way up my legs. By the time he reached my center he was barely touching me. I couldn't stop the gasps and whimpers that fell from my lips as he touched me. The pad of his thumb found my clit and pressed against it causing my head to fall back and I gasped his name.

Godric answered in a low growl and moved his thumb against me in small circles. My hips twitched forward and I moaned. Impatiently, I reached forward and tugged at his pants until they fell to his ankles. Godric didn't wear underwear so his length sprang free and I bit my lip as I took in the image of him standing naked before me. I coiled my legs around his hips and pulled him into me so we were pressed together.

"Please, Godric. I want you now"I groaned, reaching between us to stroke him.

Godric let out a curse in a language i didn't know and pressed his lips firmly against mine in a rough kiss. He moved to line himself up with me and gently began to push inside me. Godrics head dropped to my shoulder and his arms wrapped tightly around my hips, pressing me flush against him. We both moaned at the feeling of him being fully inside me at last. Godric paused, thinking to give me a moment to adjust but I squirmed impatiently against him.

Godric pulled slowly out then thrust forward quickly accompanied by several curses from me. We easily fell into a quick rhythm, a tight coil forming in the pit of my stomach in a matter of minutes. One of Godrics hands tangled into my hair, the other gripped my waist, pulling me in to meet each of his thrusts. He mouthed along my neck, teeth scraping against the sensitive skin. I couldn't focus enough to control the noises I was making, and would have been embarrassed if I could hold a thought long enough to be. The part of my mind that was still functioning, however, was comforted by the fact that Godric was making just as much noise as I was albeit quieter. He must have been able to sense how close I was getting as he increased his speed and the hand on my hip dipped between my legs to press against my clit once more.

"Fuck, Godric," I hissed "Yes, oh don't stop."

Godric kissed me roughly, biting my lip gently before he pulled back, "Mine," he claimed.

I nodded vigorously "yes, yours. I'm yours Godric."

Godric released a possessive growl and moved his fingers just so against me sending me toppling over the edge of my orgasm. I threw my head back and bucked against him wildly as I rode it out. Godric followed shortly after cursing and moaning my name. Our thrusts slowed as we both calmed down and I panted heavily, trying to catch my breath. Godric pressed his face into the crook of my neck and wound his arms around my hips once again seeming in no rush to remove himself from me. I ran my hands through his hair and leaned back against the cool surface of the wall behind me.

"Just so we're clear, if I'm yours, that means you're mine as well" I reminded him after several minutes of silence.

I could feel Godric smile against my neck as he nuzzled closer. "Yes, little one. I am yours, now and forever."

He stood a moment later and lifted me into his arms "the sun will be rising soon. We should rest."

We curled up in the bed, his arms around me and my head resting on his shoulder. "What happened tonight Godric?" I questioned.

Godric sighed and shook his head "they must have known we would be coming for them right away. They had hunkered down in their nest and were waiting for us. Ten of them. But many of them were very young and weren't much trouble for us. Several of the elder vampires were hiding, waiting for us to be slowed down by the younger. It was a smart plan, if not cruel. They caught us by surprise," Godric shrugged it off as if he hadn't come home covered in blood and missing a good chunk of hi shoulder.

"You were pretty seriously injured" I commented.

Godric hummed noncommittally "it was nothing that would have done any lasting damage. I am fine now. Nathaniel's mate latched onto me is all, little one."

"His mate? I didn't know vampires had mates."

"It is very rare. But similar to a makers bond. The vampires share their blood in a ceremony that creates a permanent bond between the two. They can feel each other much like a maker and child" Godric explained, carding his fingers through my hair.

"Sort of like when a human has a vampire's blood?" i questioned, the conversation feeling familiar to me for some reason.

Godric shook his head above me "that is a different matter. When a vampire shares blood with a human it is very one-sided. A human and vampire can create a bond through blood sharing but it is not as powerful as that between two vampires."

I remembered then, why I had a vague memory of a similar conversation. Godric had mentioned a bond between humans and vampires once, in what felt like a different lifetime. He hadn't wanted to discuss it then but I wondered if he would be willing now. The last time he had mentioned bonds had been just after we had met the authority. Nan Flannigans lackeys had caused trouble and Godric and Eric had discussed marking me. Nothing had ever come of it and in the grand scope of the events surrounding that night, it had slipped my mind.

"You mentioned that once before" I reminded him "but you didn't want to talk about it then. Will you tell me more now?" I questioned.

Godric's lips turned down into a small frown and I worried for a moment he was upset with me, "yes, after the authority had paid us a visit. I remember. But the sun will be rising soon. Must we discuss it now, love?"

I shrugged, disappointed. I was very curious to learn more about vampires and where I might fit into that world. But I couldn't very well keep him past sunrise, "Not if you promise to tell me more about it tomorrow night," I bargained

Godric chuckled underneath me "yes, little one, I promise."

Godric was out cold shortly thereafter, and I laid cuddled into his side for quite some time before I was able to sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, images of the werewolf that I had killed flashed through my mind. When I did manage to sleep, it was fitfully.

When I woke again it was almost four o clock, only a handful of hours until the vampires would rise. In the meantime, I made my way into the bathroom to shower. The hot water eased the stress of the past couple of days. Finally we didn't have to worry about Nathaniel popping up at every turn. Though it did make me wonder how many other vampires had grudges against Godric and Eric. Living for as long as they had I imagined there would be quite a few. Especially with the way that Godric spoke of his past.